Happy Realization

I realized something the other day. This will be the first year that we don't have to say goodbye to anyone. Since 2007 with the loss of my very first horse, Tiny Dictator, we have had to say goodbye to a Sanctuary horse. The decision to say goodbye is always a difficult one and never taken lightly. Each time we have to say goodbye, a piece of my heart goes with. But I always say that I would rather have my heart scattered to the winds with each loss than to have a whole heart and not had the pleasure of knowing such amazing souls.

 

So this year, as fall and winter will approach, I won't be considering and making that final decision. It's actually a relief.

 

Although, with Bo and his weight issue, I AM now back to putting horses into the barn early and letting them either their grain mash. With the concoction that I make up, it typically takes the horses almost an hour to finish. Of course, what does Bo do? He channels Bob and makes a HUGE mess all over in his stall and then dribbles grain on the stall wall and gate so that he can lick it off later (and make the graining process take THAT much longer!)

 

I don't mind. I'd rather have happy horses with fully bellies and are content. It will simply mean that I'll have to change up my routine come this winter.

 

And that ornery Jim. If I GIVE him beet pulp, he won't touch it. But if it's sitting there and he can STEAL it, he's all for scarfing it down. Those darn geldings. They are going to be the death of me yet!